Landing Platform

When Nic spoke of Aargau becoming her new home, something inside her twisted, perhaps it was the fear of settling, but most likely it was the fear of being tied down. Tyra had never been tied down before, and this thought scared her more than most of her training had. She was a free spirit, as Nic had a taste of at the party, and Valstrol had known since she had found him, Val would know that she could not comprehend the thought. Especially since she had only just arrived. However, Tyra just smiled at Nic, proud of herself that she didn't have a meltdown on the platform, that would probably happen at a later time in a more private setting away from Nic.
mmmNo. I'm pretty sure San hated me.
She smiled at him to show playful banter but her thoughts kept swirling around his announcment of having her make a home here.
To be completely honest-.. and don't tell papa... but I didn't much care for her either. I was a little relieved when I heard the news of their seperating... but I do wish he could find someone to make him happy

The droid turned his "eyes" towards the new StormTrooper. He needed to talk to him about some pressing matters. Listen while you were asleep, I was informed of your heritage. Pausing for a moment the droid wondered how Xeonon would approach this for a breif moment. Fear? Understanding? There were a multitude of options he could take. As you have no doubt been told, either by your side or ours but Mandalorians are at war with force users. You are going to be working close with them for a while, I hope there is no complaint from you because of this. For your safety I ask that you keep your heritage close to your chest. For now at least.

The plan was simple, if this had been Xeonon then he would be scheming. Whichever side won the war they would harbour resentment for the losers. Force users had endured everything the galaxy had thrown at them for eons so he hoped that this will follow the same as history. Which meant that Marcos would and could be a good branching point so to speak. Get on good terms with some forcies and who knows maybe if this shit is still going he could stop it. Always scheming that Xeonon was.

Its actually not as hard to believe as one might think. They could have surmised Mandalorian from the language, and the ship that was parked it would have the real trove and knowledge. Its last jump data still on its computer its location narrowed down to a region of space where only a handful of Mandalorians resided. Geonosis, one of the only Mando planets that came down the Correlian Run; the one major route into the Deep Core. All of this deduced by one small droid impersonating its owner. I am glad we have an understanding, now training is going to begin I suggest you head towards the training area.

With a nod, Ty smiled back
Please. Papa had my bag taken somewhere and I don't know where.
She looked up at the building with rememberance, thinking back to her days on Coruscant when she would lure senators to her bed and end them

The courier ship had followed the given route to the point. Still the captain had a bad feeling about the mission. After all they jumped into a system that had been cut off for quite some time. No one knew what was to be expected here. Then all of a sudden they ran into a space battle and landed on a platform that had Imperial insignias. Of course he only knew them from history classes but they instilled fear in him. Fear of what might be, fear why a Jedi would seek them out. When he approached the Jedi master to escort him out he was close to ask him out. Close to warn him. He felt the calm aura radiating from the ancient small being and calmed down. He saluted his superior and didn't say a word.

Yolem had prepared himself. He was close to 800 years old and had seen the universe. One of his favorite padawans had once become a Jedi Shadow and he learned much from him.
First of all: never take an emergency beacon with you. Keep one in the airlock to a rescue pod. Make sure it activates itself when it doesn't get a message every three hours and two minutes. The airlock was the place nearly no one would ever look for something. It was unlikely to be destroyed when the ship was under fire. Two minutes because people expect even waiting times: hours, half an hour, ten minutes but two? Never.
Second of all: carry your weapon visible or not a weapon at all when you enter through the main gate. Hiding weapons is impolite and they for sure have a way to find them. Never forget that there are plenty around you only have to be persuasive to get one if you're dumb enough to get in a situation you'd might need one.
Third: when you enter the lion's lair be polite and bring a gift. Best one you can imbue with the Force and trace it's movement. Or bring food. Everyone likes a good meal and in case needed it's a great bluff... or poisoned.
Fourth: take antitoxins with you. Who knows what's up? Oh and never forget to take something with you to pick a lock. Favorably something more subtle than a lightsaber.
Fifth: ALWAYS try to remember the way. Memorize it and try not to get lost.
It went without saying that his student's methods were quite strange for a Jedi. Something that had stopped him from becoming a master over the years and caused him some trouble. To the point of being viewed as a rogue who should be hunted down.

The old master refused to poison the food and didn't take something with him to pick a lock. He wasn't sure if he still knew how to pick one. But he was prepared. When he saw the captain he reached out with his mind to calm the man, flashing a smile. Hobbling in front of the officer he moved towards the hatch and exited the craft to see whoever would wait for him.